Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Challenge: # 37: It Could Be Worse at drabble_weekly.
Spoilers/Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Dee and Ryo’s workday started out on a less than promising note and it’s been going downhill ever since.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
“I hate today,” Dee grumbled, staring out at the rain through the windshield of their unmarked police car as Ryo drove them back to the precinct. They’d just trekked out to Queens to interview a possible suspect in their current murder investigation, but it had turned out the guy couldn’t have done it because he’d been having surgery on a badly broken leg at the time after being the victim of a hit and run accident. “Everything’s going wrong; I swear we’re jinxed! We’ve run out of leads on the Dover case, our only suspect has an iron-clad alibi, it’s freezing cold out and pouring with rain, and now we’re stuck in a traffic jam!”
Ryo smirked at his partner, amused. “Lighten up, Dee; it could be worse. At least we’re warm and dry.”
At that moment, the car’s heater, which had been making a sad rattling, whining sound all day, gave out a truly horrendous grinding noise that set their teeth on edge, clunked a few times, and died, blasting a stream of frigid air at them through the vents. Dee hurriedly switched it off before turning to glare at Ryo.
“You just had to say it, didn’t you!”